I'm going to have to switch heart doctors. Poked an IV in me and injected me with something - put me in a contraption that sounded something like "whirrrrrrrZIPwhirrrrr - whirrrrr ZIP ZIP" (but longer).... sandpapered my chest and stuck things on me... put me on a treadmill and tortured me... injected me again, put me back into the contraption... yanked the IV... wrapped the wound in some NASA type elastic bandage thingie, handed me a green piece of paper written in Assyrian and told me, "Go home and come back on the 29th". Got home and had to unstick 10 permanently glued foam things that removed 90% of my chest and abdomen hair....
And no, I repeat, NO... lollipop. - JamesJM
